Chloe
She walks across the floor at night
Then glows in obvious delight
Her laughter is like a song she sings
Around the room, it's joyous ring
She stops to do a little dance.
Pleased with herself, now’s her chance.
A few steps more she takes with pride
And all the while she’s smiling wide.
She wrinkles up her perfect brow
And looks at you like “no, not now”
Then sets her mind on something new
And starts over again, out of the blue
But when she’s tired and had enough
She crawls upon her nanny’s lap
She grabs her paci and puts it in
And holds another in her hand
Slowly she drifts off to sleep
Peaceful as she dreams so sweet
When naptime’s over and she awakes
She’s back to walking all over the place.
Copyright © Rita Turner | Year Posted 2009
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